Martin. Well, you can have it—at the old salary.
Mary. I don’t want it.
Martin. Oh, Rodney sent you to plead for him?
Mary. No, sir.
Martin. Then, what are you here for?
Mary. To make you a business proposition.
Martin. Why doesn’t Rodney make it himself?
Mary. He doesn’t know I’m here.
Martin. That’s something in his favor: can’t see much use in women tying up in men’s business.